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Your highness, I have received word that the Scottish King is sending his men toward our way in an attempt to overthrow you.”Robert was shocked. He had heard for years that the Scottish wanted to try and overthrow his late father. But he had not heard of it in many months. He had hoped it was only a rumor and they would not have to deal with this mess.Robert did not want to fight anyone. He firmly believed most issues could be settled man to man if the leaders could sit down and talk about the issues. But Robert was not a stupid man, he knew his attempts to talk with someone who wanted to kill him and his family, was certainly not a good idea.“Gather the guards. Prepare for attack,” Robert said.The next few days were spent preparing the castle for what they expected would be a horrible attack. All the women and children who lived on the grounds were moved to other locations, but Victoria refused to go. She insisted she would be safer by her husband’s side than anywhere else in the

Under no circumstances is any daughter of mine going away, attending these parties that are all over the news. No way. I have given you a chance to attend one of the most highly acclaimed universities in the country so that you may one day follow in my footsteps. I expect you to achieve the top grades possible and you can’t do this if you start to associate with some of the other low-lives out there. I am trusting you with this my darling.”Her father’s words rang loud and clear in her head for years as she meticulously completed every assignment and exam to the best of her ability, adhering to her father’s debilitating criteria. Recently, however, things had all become too much for her. Between the crippling work load of a final year medical student, her obsessive need to impress everyone with her appearance and the utter loneliness of refusing to interact with any of her peers at the university, she had become overburdened in her quest to adhere to her father’s demands. Now, here sh

Matilda thumped her pen furiously against the yellow pad. The acquired sheets lay sprawled out around her at her desk as the clock crept past three in the morning. She had been sitting here for over two hours now and nothing was being transferred into her head. She had only one thing on her mind and it certainly wasn’t her final exam the following afternoon.She flicked a drop of sweat from her brow as she pushed her chair backwards with the force from her legs and stood up, moving across her room and turning the radiator off. She stood there for a second with her hands on her hips, wearing a grey branded university sweatshirt and a matching pair of tiny wool shorts. Her legs glistened as she returned to her desk for one final shot at fulfilment.She planted her elbows on the table and cupped her head in her hands as she furrowed her manicured eyebrows in determined concentration. She lifted her pen again and began frantically re-scribing the manufactured answers she had prepared to e

Kaitlyn’s mother sat at the kitchen table, perched like a lion ready to pounce on its prey from the long grass as her daughter walked relentlessly around the kitchen, packing the last of her things into a soft, black leather bag. She tugged at her light brown hair with both hands, almost ripping it from the scalp before sealing it in a ponytail at the back and holding it in place with an emerald green hairband. She removed her cell phone from the pocket of her light brown jacket and frantically began beating some digits into it, paying no attention to her distressed mother.“You’re not even listening to me are you? You don’t even care.”Kaitlyn continued to slam her thumb into the screen of her phone before she stared intently at the screen, her brow furrowed with a mixture of eagerness to send her message and determination to block out her mother’s constant ramblings of discontent.“No, I don’t care mother! For the first time in my life I’m actually happy now. I’ve found someone who

Ah Kaitlyn. Nice to meet you. You’re very welcome. My name is Sergeant Smith and this here is my colleague, Sergeant Jones.”The young woman reached out a tentative hand and lightly shook the firm grips of both Sergeants. Her anxiety levels rose as she stared at the multitude of badges that adorned the chests of both men. Smith and Jones stood as tall as they could, chests out and shoulders back as they revelled in their own importance. Like Jackson, they both had short dark hair but they differed greatly in their physiques. While Jackson was toned and well built, both Sergeants were far heavier, carrying some weight that suggested they had advanced from the ranks of heavily trained Privates to Sergeants, more accustomed to administration work behind desks. Although they were heavier, their physiques still suggested that they had been in tremendous shape at some point in their lives. Their bodies were strong and intimidating. They both turned, stony faced to Jackson who stood straight